Tu Shanyao saw that it was her, and his heart was full of anger. The Changjiao who fought against her was already difficult enough to deal with, but she didn't expect another plague god to come, and it was difficult to win safely at this time.

Especially seeing that she was intact and could still exert her strength beyond the ordinary early stage of the Yuan Infant, Tu Shanyao already knew that his good clan brother must have fallen into the hands of her and her accomplices.

Tu Shanmiao was angry and frightened, and couldn't help but blame Tu Shanqiong for being useless. But deep down in her heart, she also knew that Tu Shanqiong was not a good kind to solve, and he would end up falling, which could only show that the female cultivator in front of her and her accomplices were extraordinary.

She danced with her sleeves and brought a huge wave to the sky, and the two black long silk threads were like black dragons playing in the water, and they rushed straight to Yinjiao and He Miaomiao with the attack of the waves. But Yinjiao is a water-attribute demon beast, even if it is a small realm lower, it can easily manipulate the sea water to explode in the air, and then counterattack towards the rear.

He Miaomiao jumped lightly above Yin Jiao's huge body, and the short sword that was divided into nine carried a dazzling red light, dispelling the black clouds condensed by demonic qi in the air, illuminating a radius of hundreds of miles.

The violent sword intent is awe-inspiring, and the ruthless attack is fatal. The blazing breath made the temperature of the fighting range rise, and even the strong Yin Jiao felt a trace of discomfort.

Tu Shanyao's meridians and lungs seemed to be burning, and she didn't have to think about it to know how embarrassed she was at the moment. Just after the end of the war, he was entangled by the Jiao clan, and now the spiritual power is almost unable to support it, and his face is beginning to turn pale.

Every time the huge silver Jiao shook its head and tail, it caused the nearby sea to churn.

There was nothing fancy about its moves, but every blow was full of must-kill ferocity, but a few sticks of incense destroyed Tu Shanyao's three super-grade defensive spirit weapons, one of which had already given birth to a weapon spirit, but it was thrown by its tail, and it collapsed before it could even scream.

The huge scales on Yinjiao's body shimmered with shining light, and the aura emitted was holy and powerful, because the physical body was too strong, it seemed that every blow of Tu Shanjiao had become useless.

Seeing this, He Miaomiao knew that no matter whether Quan Ling and Lin Song could catch up or not, the battle had already been decided. She was on guard against Tu Shan's secret technique, and with the cooperation of Yinjiao, Tu Shanjiao would definitely die.

Despite this, He Miaomiao still did not relax her vigilance. When fighting the method, it is most taboo to despise it, the fatal mistake that Tu Shanqiong made just now is impossible to repeat in her.

Even if it would make Quan Ling lose the opportunity to take revenge in person, she didn't want Tu Shanyao to have the slightest possibility of escaping!

Fortunately, Quan Ling and Lin Song came faster than planned, He Miaomiao felt that a familiar sword broke through from the red light, and the sword intent was mixed with the four different breaths of Dao Confucianism, Buddha and Demon, if he wanted to split this heaven and earth, Yu Wei forcibly divided the sea below into two halves.

Tu Shanmiao secretly screamed badly, and wanted to turn around and flee, but there was a silver Jiao swinging tail behind him, on the left was He Miaomiao's strong sword intent, on the right was the lackey of the Mo family that she had looked down on before, and in front of him was the Mo family Heavenly Demon Root that she had always wanted to assassinate.

Silver rays, red light, and black fog make this sea area the most dangerous place in the East China Sea.

Two different sword intents with the same killing intent, Lin Song's natal spirit weapon Heaven Destroying Order once again commanded the huge waves under his feet, and with the demonic qi rushing to the sky, the momentum was not much weaker than the real Changjiao.

And Yinjiao saw the opportunity, and flicked his tail again and again to Tu Shanyao, it didn't need to use magic weapons, its strong body and manipulation of sea water were enough to make people tremble.

Tu Shanyao's defensive aura dimmed, cracked, and dissipated. When all the attacks came closer, all that remained on her face was despair and panic, and she was no longer on top of her usual heights.

The space above this sea seemed to be torn apart, and in the long roar of the silver Jiao and the roar of the waves, Tu Shanyao's body was completely smashed into pieces. The moment Yuan Ying left his body, a powerful attack immediately surrounded it, and in the blink of an eye, it was twisted into a shattered aura and dissipated.

As soon as Tu Shanyao died, the three of them immediately collected the attack. The silver Jiao hovered in the clouds and disappeared from its small body, but it still looked huge. Its smart black eyes spun around, swept past the three of them, and then let out a soft whistle, dropping a sentence of "meet again" and disappeared.

"I didn't expect the Jiao clan, who didn't care about the world, to also get involved. Lin Song sighed, holding Tu Shanyao's storage ring in his hand, and handed it to Quan Ling with both hands.

Tu Shanqiong was burned by Lingguang, and nothing was left, but fortunately, Tu Shanqiong still had some gains here.

Quan Ling took it and probed, most of the things in it were used for demon cultivation, in addition to that, there were a large number of medium-grade and high-grade spirit stones, which were stacked neatly in ten boxes.

Quan Ling honestly "handed over" He Miaomiao, and the rest of the demon cultivation things were divided with Lin Song.

He Miaomiao, who has been so poor since she returned to Canglan, finally made the storage ring abundant. After accepting this spirit stone, she had a total of 200,000 medium-grade and 1,000-grade high-grade, plus the fourteen top-grade products found in the ancient battlefield, and she was also quite wealthy in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

"There are also many messengers of the Tushan people......"

Lin Song held a stack of talismans in his hand, and some of the aura in them had dimmed to the point of almost disappearing, indicating that the owner of the exclusive messenger had died. However, there are also many good ones, and if you are careful, you can take advantage of them.

As soon as his words fell, He Miaomiao's calm and waveless heart shook suddenly, followed by a sudden beat, and her heart palpitations were accompanied by unspeakable sadness, which made her fall two lines of tears without warning, and she was a little shocked by this strangeness.

However, she quickly reacted that this was the fall of Zijue and Zishen, who were connected to her blood.

"Miao Miao, let's go!!"

When she was still stunned for a moment, a huge claw suddenly condensed in the direction of the Demon Sea in the middle of the Twin Mountains, as if it stretched out from the Endless Hell, no matter which side of the Canglan Realm looked like it was close in front of her.

The knuckles of the fingers of this giant black hand are two more than those of a human hand, and they look thin and long.

There was a sharp and sharp long armor on the fingers, like a combination of beast claws and human hands, at first the black mist seemed to be like a shadow, but it quickly condensed into an entity in the air, and the coercion emitted made it difficult for the Yuanying Monk to move.

He Miaomiao was pulled by Quan Ling, and stepped towards the extreme east where the black mist was the thinnest, and the three of them exhausted their spiritual power and walked extremely hard, and they had to do their best before they took a step, otherwise they would be stopped in place by that coercion.

"Lord, He Daoyou, look at the sky!"

Just when the meridians of the three of them were in severe pain, a pure source power fell like rain, and when it was immersed in the body, it was no longer bound by the demon's hand.

A slender hand was white and slender, slowly stretching out from the clouds and mist in the sky, far away from the claws below, and in an instant, the Canglan Realm surged.